I was asked to write a reflection for some Church Army newsletter...here's a taste.
Family TimeStreetHope Reflection By- Erin Stevenson
Growing up I remember times when there would be huge storms and after playing outside for the afternoon we would spend the evening watching movies, eating popcorn and drinking diet soda. I remember feeling like I belonged somewhere, a sense of security and a deep knowing inside of me that I was truly loved.
Finding my place in Victoria among people has been difficult. Knowing my time here is only short I have not wanted to make the emotional connetion with people that I would if I were here longer.
Last week it snowed. They say it's the most bewildering weather Victoria has seen in years. I enjoyed the snow. It reminded me of home; the fresh, crisp air made my nose pink and I finally saw my breath when I was outside. It was absolutley wonderful. We started showing movies at the shoebox during the snow and cold so that the kids could have more time inside. I think we watched "Radio" last week... or one of those movies that moves you to be inspired to do something to better the world you live in and love the people around you a little more. I remember looking up at one point and seeing kids everywhere. Some were asleep, one was patching his pants, one was sketching in her art book, one girl was eating raviolli. It reminded me of home. As it started to get dark, I felt God's peace and a real deep sense of love for each person in the room. I would do anything for them. I probably will never know what it's like to live on the streets but I do know what it's like to be apart of this family.
Some people say evangelism is spelt out "R-I-S-K." I completely agree. It takes faith and boldness to share your faith, to lead someone to Jesus and to pray the sick healed. Sometimes I think it's almost a greater risk to share your life with someone. Where some may look funny, and certainly smell different. Where they run across the street when there's cars coming, where they always eat with their hands, when ten cents is worth the world and dry socks are a coveted treasure.
I'm risking it all and in return I'm gaining more then I could have ever asked for.
Family.
